Grey bellied clouds hang teasingly overhead,
keeping one wondering if they will release their load,
and refresh the patchwork land beneath their gaze.
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good enlightened vision...we are helpless dependants of nature, the super relative...
I JUST LOVE THIS >>>>> 'Some playing dodgems with the sun, forcing it to hide behind them, ' That has such a fluid feel to it Ernestine *WOW* Love duncan X
A splendid read Enlightenment, this poem you've written - eloquent! ! *10*! ! Best always! Friend Thad
Ernestine, I loved that last stanza. I don't know about the daytime heat, but I've felt plenty of their showers of late. Another great poem. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. Hugs David
Love how you gave personality to the clouds. Another beautiful poem.